Empire Songtext
von Della Mae

The Empire sits on the edge of a hill
Born out of a gypsum mine
Held at once 300 souls
And none of them were mine

Now they′re just ghosts in the street
Wandering a land that sleeps

Once it was a lively place
Now just tumbleweeds
The houses they are silent
Quiet as thieves

Now they're just ghosts in the street
Wandering a land that sleeps

Oh, the miners calloused hands
The women who planted the seed on the land
Empire met its end


Once you′re gone you cannot go back
The locks they have all froze
The lid upon the coffin
Now it has been closed

Now they're just ghosts in the street
Wandering a land that sleeps

Oh the men who build the Empire
Up from the ground
Missed the cracks in the foundation
One blow and it all falls down

Now they're just ghosts in the street
Wandering a land that sleeps

Oh, the miners calloused hands
The women who planted the seed on the land
Empire met its end

O, the miners calloused hands
The women who planted the seed on the land
Empire met its end

Oh the Empire met its end
Oh, the Empire
Met its end